If you had to choose one superpower, what would it be?
Speed…
Telekinesis…
Strength…
Invincibility…
I have a superpower.
I am invisible.
I sit on the sidelines…or right in the middle…and observe…and listen…and no one can see me.
I have heard things I wasn’t supposed to hear…
I have seen things I wasn’t supposed to see…
Because I am invisible.
Sometimes, I like my powers.
I can move about discreetly and make no impression on people.
I don’t have to answer to anybody because no one is ever asking.
But sometimes…
I wish my invisibility came in cloak form so I could throw it off…
So that the people talking over my head will notice I’m right between them and either move aside or include me…
So that when I go out and see someone I know they will acknowledge my existence with a smile or a nod…
So that I could belong.
There are times when my invisibility is breached.
There are times when people seem to only see me…at the center…to only see my faults…to only hear the things they think I’m saying and cannot see past their idea of me and uncover my core.
Those people have a filter running over their eyes that can penetrate my wall but only…just enough…
Just enough to torment me…to accuse me…to take who I am and twist it into who I could be…if I didn’t care to work hard not to be…
Just enough…
To call my acts of fear acts of hate…
To call my open mind condescending…
To think that when I separate myself, it is because I am a snob…instead of realizing that I am so damn insecure of my relationships with them because I never know where I stand with so many people who walk around my life as though they have earned a place in it.
My superpower should be protecting me from those people…the ones who are too close to me…who know about me…and can see that I am here…and sometimes resent that I am here…in their lives…
But no…
They can see me…
And I am stuck…being invisible…and semi-invisible…in the places I wish I could be seen…
If I could choose one superpower…it would be…
The power to be…
Truly…
Seen.
Colloquially Speaking 
You would have to rip out my eyes to get you out of my sight. I will always see the real you
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I enjoy getting to know you through your blog. You write beautifully and truthfully. I admire it!
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So many times when I read your writing, I think how similar we are and how I feel like we can be friends and I only wish/hope I will work through my stuff and come out as healthy and whole as you. You write so beautifully! Thanks for sharing with us!
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